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Welcome To My Secret Garden
Monday, November 13, 2006
Do you know how it feels like waking in the middle of the night, feeling cold and shivery, and feels like those gastric juices are going to burn up the stomach? The excruciating pain is quite daunting. And the worst of all, seems like no one is there to help you. And all you feel like doing is simply to sleep the pain away...
The next morning when u wake up and told a person that you were in pain the entire night, and the reply is nothing close to a warm consolation...
I know how it feels like...
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With Love, Jas 2:51 PM
Jasmin Kee
CHIJ-OLGC, Cedar Girls' Sec Sch, CJC, SIM
jas2104@hotmail.com
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